Say your prayers and count your blessingsYou all make me chokeAll your pleasures all my poisonsTalk yourself out of breathOutside of the spectacle you are nothingA society of drones churning the rumor millYou've proven nothing, you've changed nothingYou've done nothing, you are nothingIn small circles you are the centerEnjoy your fame it doesn't last foreverClose your eyes and spread your liesWhat culture